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To have always been sold a vision so cold as the one born in betweenOh the sieve & the skeinIs it to say it's all distraction & none of it mattersOnce our pyres are gone & we're all scatteredI've a layer of film & a coat of dustMade solid in the kiln with a smile bent in rustThese melted frames & plying games will not set a light in meSo what do you seeWith every one an excuse for silent clattersThe clouds & dark horizon lines leave the day in tattersMy timely thoughts undo the knots in the hopes we used to flayOh so what do you sayArranged in rows all paving stones hold delicate patternsAmended once or twice I don't think this one will shatterI've a layer of film & a coat of dustMade solid in the kiln with a smile bent in rust& centered on a heart selling platelets southWith lots of softer parts that fail from the mouthBy the time it pines, a line so fine is drawn in mineOh so rise & shine to know you'll find the clearest kindHalf a world around, a sleeping love began aloudBut dormant in a shroud, to find its source we formed a crowd Aus Songtexte Mania